Chapter 39. The Council of Wolves

POV Megan

Charlie stood up from the floor, glared at my warriors with his eyes, and when he was about to leave the room, I cleared my throat, reminding him that he had something to say.

Even I’m surprised at what a bitch I’ve become, but lately, that’s worth a pound of shit to me. The now-former council member approached me with anger and hatred on his face, and it was impossible for me not to hide my smile.

“Alpha, Megan, I beg you...” The man swallowed spittle, determination etched in his gaze, along with the courage of a coward “...No, I beg you...rot in hell, you fucking bitch...”

His words were brutally cut off by my claws digging into his neck, and his silence filled by the sound of gasps all around us. Charlie bucked as his eyes widened in surprise, barely registering the movement of my hand until it was too late. I retracted my claws, and the body fell li